Naked Julie and buttplug Sally (his mother)

Engrossed in the look and feeling of his new sexual drive, Pat didn't hear the guests who had entered.

"P-Pat!!! What's going on here!...", Shocked silly, Pat looked up just in time to see his mother, and an unfamiliar naked woman standing there, staring.

"If I said I lost my clothes, would you believe me?" The liberation of wearing no clothes earlier, seemed a joke in front of his mother now. Pat was not quite used to letting his mother see him like this. But alas, too late now. With that, the two hands that slipped and struggled to cover his erect cock, moved to the side.

"Something in me believes you, Pat......" With arms akimbo, his mother averted her eyes from Pat's throbbing cock before continuing." But why are you home so early huh?" It seems she was not quite used to the idea of him being naked yet, and needed to find an excuse to divert the topic.

"First day mom, remember? Apparently, new students like me only need to do half a day." With cock leaking pre cum, Pat shamelessly stood there exposed, explaining why he was home so early.

"Sure doesn't look like a half to me..." A sultry catcall that couldn't be misconstrued, came from the naked woman who had been all but forgotten by the side. Her eyes looked hungry, as she licked her lips, watching Pat's cock bobbing about.

"This is?....." Pat prompted his mother.

Looking at his confusion, Sally realised that she had neglected the person next to her. With an embarrassed smile, she quickly introduced her. "Oh! Silly me! Sorry Julie! Pat, this is our new neighbour, Julie. Julie, this is my son, Pat."

Motioning to each other, Pat could see the fluster in her eyes, as her civility overcame her awkwardness at them both being nude. Still, she was gradually adapting.

With introductions out of the way, the woman in question came in for a hug. With his mother standing in the doorway shocked. Pat felt his cock get mashed up against the over-welcoming woman.

Like a normal friendly hug, sans clothes. It was over as quickly as it came. But that was more than enough for Pat to get a feel of Julie's body.

"What a handsome son you have here Sally. I can see he's been enjoying it here already..." With a smirk and a knowing smile, she turned to Sally. This left her delicious rump all but exposed to Pat's advances.

Just then, the dormant door spray came to life, spraying his mother who was still in the doorway. It probably needed time to refill before being able to function again. Go figure.

"Oh my!" Exclaiming out in glee, Julie bounced up and down in laughter. She clearly knew what was going on. Inadvertently, her abrupt action, happened to sandwich Pat's cock just nicely, against her firm ass.

She made no move to correct her distance, instead she was so engrossed in watching his mother flee in haste. Pat barely controlled the urge to pump his cock against her skin. But that didn't stop his pre cum from dripping onto her back in his over- excitement. He could only hope she didn't mind.

Sally's incoming figure brought Pat out of his stupor pretty quick. He looked at her in question.

"Mom, are you okay?" Seeing the only article of clothing she was wearing drenched, all he could think, was why she was only wearing just a white, long-sleeved shirt? But then again, it was probably her way of trying to fit in. Just maybe, if he informs her of what happened to him..." Mom... I forgot to mention... the doorway... actually...it got me too...mom....." It was a bit too late now, but Pat still informed her of what happened.

Listening in on his narration, Sally's creased brows ease up to form a passive face. "So you're telling me that it was your father's work right?"

"Cough*... Yeah mom. There's a letter on the table that says so..." Guiltily, Pat points over to the card and table that's drenched in his cum.

Eyeing the cum on the table, his mom seems to believe him. She makes no comments about why there's so much there, or why it's there in the first place. This leads Pat to think that she's already seen her fair share of oddities for the day.

Silence ensues as Pat watches his mother stand there silently. The door spray must've malfuncted, because her shirt looked to be wholly transparent. Fine beads of water were dripping off the ends, showing how much the shirt was covered. It clung to her body like a second skin, exposing all that was underneath.

Just when the atmosphere was beginning to stifle, a knock came from the front door. Three sets of eyes simultaneously trained to the source of the sound.

Being the parent of the house and seeing Pat currently indisposed, Sally could only muster herself to check who it was.

"Who is it?..." Calling out, Sally went into welcoming mode.

Opening the door, what greeted everyone was a naked man. He seemed to know Pat's mother.

"Hi again! I'm just here to pick up the thing you borrowed." Speaking in a smiling tone, the man seemed non-plussed about walking around naked. It even looked like he was..proud?

"Oh..." His mother's response sounded like she was flustered again. Her hands were fidgeting, and she even glanced back nervously at Pat's direction.

"Is something wrong?" Hearing her response, the man genuinely looked concerned. " Should I come back later?"

"No! No! Sigh... Might as well get this over with..." Like a deflated balloon, Pat watched as his mother stripped off the white shirt. This left her all but naked, save for the lacy bra that was confining her breasts. Pat couldn't help but trace his eyes over her body.

"So how was it?" The man looked excited to know the answer. Pat was curious as to what he could be hinting at. Pat had to give the guy credit, not once since the conversation started did he look at his mother's body. From the get-go, he was staring into her eyes.

"-I...I... I didn't know it was even there after I used it." Her words came ****, only to flow freely towards the end. She even crossed her lower legs as she said this. This drew Pat's vision there. That's when he saw it.

What could it be but an anal plug?